"Feng Zhiqiong, so you knew that Lei Gege gave that slut that fan! You also dared to hide it from me! Hmph!" Xuanyuan Lingxi gave a vicious look towards Feng Zhiqiong, never had she ever seen a look so fierce!
"Princess Lingxi, I really did not know of this matter? Don't listen to what Feng Zhiyao said, I'm innocent!" Feng Zhiqiong almost died from anger, in the past, it was always her who managed to anger Feng Zhiyao, when was it the last time she was this upset?
Feng Zhiqiong gripped the silk handkerchief in her hand tightly, she really wanted to rush over and slap Feng Zhiyao. However, it was as if Feng Zhiyao had expected it, she managed to dodge the attack and escape!
"Zhiqiong Meimei, was it me who allowed you to invite Princess Lingxi here? Hm?" Seeing Feng Zhiyao's unrelenting expression, she decided to act first, before it's too late before Feng Zhiqiong could say anything at all.
"Feng Zhiqiong, you're too heartless!" Xuanyuan Lingxi picked up her gold fan, turned around and left with her servant girl, leaving Zhiqiong alone with a blank stare on her face.
"Aiya, my good sister Zhiqiong, Princess Lingxi has already left, what are you still sitting here for?" Feng Zhiyao sneered, towards Imperial Princess Lingxi, she couldn't act so brashly, but towards her own sister, she would definitely not let her go!
"Feng Zhiyao…you…you, wait! I will get even with you1! Also–I, Feng Zhiqiong, curse you to forever be unmarriageable!" Feng Zhiqiong was so angered by her, there, she started rambling, to the point of cursing Feng Zhiyao.
"Hahaha–I like this curse!" Towards Feng Zhiyao who has already decided to be single forever, this curse didn't even faze her one bit.
Feng Zhiqiong was dumbfounded, she thought that Feng Zhiyao would have cried because of what she'd said, instead she just smiled and laughed her heart out, how could this be!
Is she really Feng Zhiyao?
"Get out! You're not allowed to step foot into Haitang Courtyard from now onwards! I will chase you out every time you come in!" Feng Zhiyao went to the corner of the room to grab a broom to chase Feng Zhiqiong out.
"Feng Zhiyao, I am your sister!" Feng Zhiqiong felt that she was extremely wronged.
"Rubbish, you say that you're my sister, yet you steal my fiance? Don't you think that sentence of yours is disgraceful?! Get out! Stay as far away as possible from me!" Feng Zhiyao even called upon Ziyun to chase Feng Zhiqiong out.
"Second Miss, let's just go." Caidea saw Feng Zhiyao's red eyes that were able to scare others away and hurriedly whispered into Feng Zhiqiong's ear.
Feng Zhiqiong also felt that it was better to leave then, so she walked away with the voices of Feng Zhiyao and Ziyun laughing away in the background.
"Eldest Miss, I have never laughed like this before!" Ziyun said happily.
"Ziyun, as long as you follow me in the future, you'll be happy every day!" Feng Zhiyao promised.
"That's great! Oops, Eldest Miss, I think the pheasant and ribs soup is done, I'll head on to the kitchen to check!" Ziyun had smelled the scent of the soup in the air, quickly saying that she left for the kitchen.
"Is that so? Then why are you not hurrying!" Feng Zhiyao simply nodded her head and waved her hands to signal Ziyun to leave. As long as there's delicious food, she'd be satisfied.
Ziyun took at most two to three steps towards the small kitchen before entering. However, without thought, Feng Zhiyao heard Ziyun's resounding scream.
"Eldest Miss, Eldest Miss, not good! Someone ate the pheasant and ribs soup, no, it was this old man, his mouth is filled with the scent of soup, it must've been him!" Ziyun exclaimed angrily, dragging out the old man.
"Hey, old man, wake up!" Feng Zhiyao looked at the old man who was wearing a grey coat, he had a thin body, long beard, he seemed to have divine and sage-like features. She lamented in her heart, how could this old man suddenly find his way into her courtyard? Isn't he deliberately here for the pheasant and ribs soup?
"Who is it? It's so noisy, just let this old man sleep for a bit!" Thus, the beggar old man continued to sleep soundly, not listening to whatever Feng Zhiyao had said earlier.
Hmph! This is the first time she has seen someone who can sleep better than her! He's directly lying on the ground to sleep!
"Eldest Miss, the old man has fallen asleep again, what should we do? The pheasant and ribs soup that I'd spent so much time on, the seasonings that were used were also very expensive!" Ziyun really wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Ziyun, leave, I'll personally cook something today, and also punish this beggar old man!" The meal that Feng Zhiyao had been thinking and waiting for had been eaten by this hateful old beggar, she almost wanted to go grab a pair of scissors to cut his beard off.
"Really! Then nubi is really blessed!" As soon as Ziyun heard those words, the immediately stood up and followed Feng Zhiyao to the kitchen.
Half an hour later, Feng Zhiyao was waving a roasted duck around the nose of the beggar old man.
"Fragrant…fragrant…fragrant…roasted duck meat is so fragrant…" As soon as he smelled it, the beggar old man woke, both of his eyes shining as his hand went to grab the roasted duck from Feng Zhiyao's hands.
"Want to eat?" How could Feng Zhiyao have let him succeed, she retracted her hand, then she asked with a smile, her smiling face was playful, thinking this old man is really a glutton, without the roast duck he would've continued to sleep, clearly her own sleeping skills were not good enough!
"Damn, of course, I want to eat it!" The old beggar man continued to stare at the crispy roast duck, to the point that his saliva drooled.
"Then tell me, why did you eat my pheasant and ribs soup earlier?" Feng Zhiyao was annoyed when she thought about this, so she naturally asked about it first.
"It's not that I want to eat it, it's just that my stupid apprentice's food is bad, I don't even want to eat it!" When he spoke of this, the old beggar's face that was usually emotionless like steel, began to blow out his beard with a glare.
"Hey, old man, does this mean that the dish made here was delicious?" Feng Zhiyao arrogantly asked.
The beggar old man turned his head and nodded hesitatingly.
"Ziyun, look, your cooking is so delicious that it can even attract others!" Feng Zhiyao laughed.
"Eldest Miss, don't make fun of me like that, stinky old man, pay me back the money!" Is it that easy to drink the pheasant and ribs soup made by her for her mistress? It took her two and a half hours to pull out all the pheasant's feathers!
"Money? Didn't I just drink a pot of your pheasant and ribs soup?" The beggar old man was stunned as he looked at Ziyun.
"What Ziyun said is reasonable, old man, pay up! Otherwise, since you're here anyway, you'll be my courtyard's gatekeeper to repay me!" Feng Zhiyao decided upon this after remembering that he ate the pheasant and ribs soup meant for her, this should be considered as her taking out her anger on him.
What? Let him, the master of the Ye Luosha2 school stand at the gates of this courtyard, how could that ever be possible?
"An old gatekeeper? No way! How about this! I'll just call for my apprentice to pay the fees!" The beggar old man then pulled out a silver plaque and blew a tune on it.
"Eldest Miss, we won't be swindled by this old man right?" Ziyun didn't think that this old man would be that willing to pay up!
"Let's see if he dares too!" Feng Zhiyao declared, sitting lazily under a bayan tree, playing with a begonia flower in hand, the expression in her eyes were the same with Ziyun.
"Eldest Miss, look, who is that good-looking young man?" Ziyun was shocked at the sudden appearance of the blue-clothed man who appeared at Haitang Courtyard, this courtyard belonged to the Eldest Miss, how could someone so easily enter?
"Little girl, my apprentice is here, you can ask him to pay up! Can you give me that piece of roasted duck now?" Once the beggar old man saw the blue-clothed man, he immediately stopped playing the tune, supporting his long beard, he looked pleadingly at Feng Zhiyao and her servant.
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OT is 我会让你好看, I will let you have a good look, the Chinese word it differently
It translates to Night Raksasa
"Silver? Didn't I just going to drink a pot of Wild Chicken Chop Bone Soup?" The old beggar glared gloomily at Zi Yun.
"My Zi Yun is right. Old man, quickly give me the silver! Otherwise, you can make yourself in my courtyard as a watchman! " Feng Zhiyao remembered that the delicious wild chicken bone soup had entered his stomach, so she became extremely angry.
What? How could it be possible for him, the grand elder of the Night Rakshasa, to stay in this small courtyard?
"Watchman? No! How about this! I will call my disciple to pay you the silver immediately!" The old beggar quickly picked up the silver flute he was carrying and began to play a series of strange melodies …
"Eldest Miss, could this old man be cheating?" Zi Yun didn't believe that the old man was willing to pay the silver taels so straightforwardly!
"He dares!" Feng Zhiyao lazily leaned against the crabapple tree, picked up a pink crabapple flower, played with it in her hand, and cast a vicious glance at Zi Yun.
Zi Yun's body trembled at the sight her eyes. "My, young miss' eyes are so sharp. She looks so terrible!"
"Miss, look, who is that good-looking young man?" Zi Yun was startled by the blue-clothed man who suddenly appeared at the Begonia Garden. This was the courtyard of the young miss. How could a stranger enter?
"Little girl, my little disciple is here. You can ask him for some silver! Can you give me a crispy roast duck?" When the beggar old man saw the blue-clothed man arrive, he immediately stopped blowing the flute and held his long beard, looking at Feng Zhiyao and her servant with fawning eyes.
"Master, why did you summon Weiyang here?" The blue-clothed man wielded the Spirit Serpent Sword in his hand and landed gracefully on the ground.
Not only was the young man called Weiyang very handsome, but his voice was also even more pleasant to listen to. It was like flowing water, with beads of jade dropping onto the plate, and every word was sparkling.
"Oi, old man, is this the stupid disciple that you spoke of, who is not good at cooking?" Feng Zhiyao threw away the pink crabapple flower in her hand and walked in front of the blue clothed man, her beautiful eyes shining, carefully looking at that man.
The blue-clothed man's black hair was tied up by a mahogany hairpin. His eyebrows were straight and sword-shaped. He had a pair of long and thin black eyes, thin lips, a sharp and angular outline, and a tall but not boorish body.
A very heroic man! She liked him!
Especially the Spirit Serpent Sword in his hand, it was even more terrifying. Its shape was thin and long, able to be hidden within bamboo poles. Once it was unsheathed, cold light would flash, and it would tremble like a spirit snake, hence its name.
"Little girl, seeing that sword for so long, aren't you afraid?" The beggar old man was somewhat astonished. His disciple's Spirit Serpent Sword was the number one poison sword! This girl was not afraid. She had been watching him for so long.
This sword would constantly tremble in the face of the gentle breeze, making it impossible for the opponent to see where the tip of the sword was pointed, let alone where it was aimed at. Experts could be useful. Spirit like green bamboo, poison like a red bamboo, seven steps soul fragment, life gone, it could be said that this was the number one poison sword of the Southern Temple!
"This sword… Ur … Well! Hey, handsome man, give me the silver! Previously, a pot of Wild Chicken Bone Dumplings Soup and the super roast duck that was newly made. Including the labor expenses, it was about 249 taels. How about this, two hundred and fifty!" Feng Zhiyao tried her best to take back her thoughts of eating the pretty man. Then, she quickly took the delicate abacus that Zi Yun was carrying on her body, and gave a price that made all of them stare in shock!
"What? Girl, is it that expensive?" The beggar old man was the first to regain his senses, immediately blowing his beard and glaring at Feng Zhiyao.
"Expensive? If you think it's too expensive, you should come to my house and steal some food! It's good that I didn't send you to the government! Hey, old man's disciple, hurry up and give me the silver!" Feng Zhiyao stretched out her soft, white palm, about to ask for the silver.
"I only have a hundred taels, I don't have any leftovers!" Weiyang looked at his master who was about to go limp. Gritting his teeth, he took out the 100 taels of silver and threw it on the ground. Arrogance and disdain appeared in his eyes. To be deceived like this, even though it was a matter of thirty taels of silver, it still cost two hundred and fifty taels.
When Weiyang thought of two hundred and fifty taels, his pretty lips twitched several times.
What? If he didn't have that much silver, then forget it! He even threw the banknotes on the ground, letting her pick them up! The worst thing was, he actually looked down on her!
How infuriating!
"Hey, old man, you two still owe me one hundred and fifty taels, and seeing that you two are so good-looking that you can match the audience, I'll cut two another fifty taels, and then you two can take out another hundred of banknotes for me. If you don't take it out, you, the gluttonous old man, will leave you here as my free watchman." Feng Zhiyao secretly calmed down, then rolled her eyes, threatening him word by word.
"That's unreasonable! Master, let's go!" This was the first time Weiyang saw such an unrelenting woman. His eyes were filled with disgust. After saying this, he wanted to drag his master away.
"Weiyang, do you really only have a hundred taels of silver?" Strange, according to Weiyang's illustrious background, why did he bring only one silver note? However, Weiyang nodded his head with certainty. He was so angry that the old beggar almost fainted.
"Hey, smelly old man, you're not allowed to leave!" When Zi Yun saw that good-looking man look down on her young miss, she immediately became extremely angry and helped out.
"Little girl, being an old gatekeeper hurts my face too much. How about you change your method?" The beggar old man glared at Weiyang in dissatisfaction. He huffed angrily as he ate the roast duck, cursing to himself: Even though they had a mountain of gold and silver, he only brought a hundred taels of silver.
"Another way?" Feng Zhiyao intentionally glanced at Weiyang.
Weiyang's hair stood on end from Feng Zhiyao's glance. An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Yes! As long as it's not too much, I can agree!" The beggar old man thought about how his well-known status made him a follower of this little girl!
"Alright, then I want your disciple to be my bodyguard for three days. Three days later, he can leave this Begonia Garden!" "F * ck, three days is more than enough for me to eat him dry and wipe him clean."
Faced with Feng Zhiyao's nonchalant request, the beggar old man shrugged his shoulders. It didn't matter; he knew his little disciple's kungfu, so he naturally nodded and agreed.
On the other hand, Weiyang refused. He hurriedly refuted his master, "Master, I disagree!" His face was grim as he expressed his disapproval of the matter.
"No effect!" Feng Zhiyao and the beggar old man coldly glared at him.
"Old man, is the roast duck I made tasty?" Feng Zhiyao laughed like a spring breeze. Three days and three nights of hugging the beautiful man, this was a wonderful matter!
"Delicious! Any more?" The old beggar wiped the grease from his lips with his sleeve and licked his lips, drooling.
"Yes, there's another one in the kitchen, but it's also the only one, and it's very expensive!" Feng Zhiyao winked at Zi Yun, indicating her to go to the kitchen and bring it over for the old man to eat.
Although Zi Yun didn't know what the young miss meant, she still obediently followed the order.
"How about this, I'll mortgage my disciple to you for a month. During this month, you only need to provide me with delicacies!" When the beggar old man saw the peach color in Feng Zhiyao's watery eyes, he thought to himself, could it be that my little disciple's luck has arrived? He might as well take the opportunity to help his stupid disciple, so he said with a smile.
"Oh, really?" Feng Zhiyao simply couldn't believe her good luck.
"Of course it's true!" You don't need to ask my disciple's opinion. He doesn't dare to disobey my words! " What he meant was to tell Feng Zhiyao that his stupid disciple had to agree even if he didn't want to.
Weiyang's delicate and fair face was aghast and gloomy. He clenched his fists tightly and made gurgling sounds.
"Oh right, old man, what's your name and that stupid disciple of yours?" Only then did Feng Zhiyao remember to ask their names.
"I'm Ye Canghai, my stupid disciple is called Ye Weiyang!" The beggar old man took the roasted duck from Zi Yun's hand and pulled down a duck leg. He ate with gusto and answered all of Feng Zhiyao's questions one by one.
"Hey, girl, don't you know my name in the martial arts world?" Ye Canghai felt very strange, he even stopped eating roast duck.
"I don't know!" Feng Zhiyao directly answered him.
"My master is the famous leader of Night Rakshasa!" Originally, he thought that such a noble girl would definitely cry from hearing such a terrifying title. However, he had failed, and Feng Zhiyao was actually overjoyed upon hearing it.
In other words, this old man was the leader of the ancient assassination association. Oh, so they did the same thing!
Two chapters of yesterday~~
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